An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

thousand soldiers—as well as the occupying seven thousand—were fully protected

a barren field dedicated to

a single grass to be seen on the ground, and several wooden

be stayed at for too long. It

was designed

Adventurer responded with a subtle

them as large as

sad smile and shook

an exception due to its huge size and incredible relevance. Most posts are about

"I see…"

Ralyks once again looked at the surrounding area and noticed the seven

their numbers slowly merged, someone

be in her late twenties,

it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes

to be black, but the blade of choice that was hung on the strap around her hip had a silvery

she fell to her one knee,

Councilor Conrad. General Lucy pays her

stern and deep, almost masculine. Whether this was natural, or an accent that she had

to one of the two who

Lucy! It's been a

at the younger lady, his face quickly moving towards the man

General, and she'll serve as the

few steps forward and stretched his hand towards the woman who still had her knee

rising up the ranks to the position of General."

—Respect!

at such

hand offered by

shook his hand, she found herself

face, but she did her best to drown all of it and

your words, Sir Ralyks. However,

ambition glowed in her eyes, and Ralyks seemed to

Then, I look forward to seeing how far you